A Cold Breath...

As I make my way through…

The blind, dark madness; “The fog of war”

Watch my spirit escape as cold breath languor

Loneliness it evolves; into more and more

 

A warrior estranges from…

The light of living

Pride of country or men to be

Any kind of company… killing

 All who stand against me, my orders and ideals

 

In beginning...

Due diligence follow, I do duty

Later turns time into survival and soon after I just do

Thickset becomes a whole other world

Way wayward, surpassing any means of rational thinking

 

Enemies soon call me “Devil” upon their last words

Puffs of extinctions feeding the haze

Friendlies and loved ones too; no respecters

“Darling in their understanding” if tables be turn

 

Every dog soon has its day

And mine is when I made it to the clearing

A beautiful mind like a statue upon a cliff of nexus

Finally, a change of scenery; expanse with possibilities, I was now overlooking

A man merely sure there was no more familiarity in who he is or this land

 

So I jumped, into the dream as silence

Hoping in this action to find him in the stream of consciousness

And at the bottom I did, as broken as one

In a million pieces but, yet I still live knowing I can find love

 

Given by some divine chance

I knew I might put myself back

Yet the years ahead require, parts of sanity

The fog it still lives in their missing and in others…

 

Where I left shrapnel embedded

Within souls scarred by my own hands of death

So of the time lost within the mist I cannot let…

Define who I am or then I would remain amid the “Fog of war”

Of cold breath continue in the killing

Reviews

[Mikayla_Stagg]

Another beautiful poem. Keep writing.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you so much.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there is something so cold about killing, and in war we are not allowed to feel for the other side....we do our duty....and there is no love...

but somehow after going through the stages of battle we do come to a clearing...and realize love is still possible...if only there would be more love and less war...less coldness.

this write gave me a chill...and led me on journey from dark to light.

good stuff, Michael.
jacob

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Jacob you hit the points i was trying to achieve perfectly. I'm not a soldier but my father was and my two brothers are. I can only imagine it's like walking a tight rope within the mind when faced with death and unknowns on the battlefield.

[Pryde Foltz]

Every dog soon has its day
And mine is when I made it to the clearing
A beautiful mind like a statue upon a cliff of nexus
Finally, a change of scenery; expanse with possibilities, I was now overlooking
A man merely sure there was no more familiarity in who he is or this land

First class write, my friend.

[Lyan]

this poem greatly illustrates how one may feel fighting in a war.very raw emotions here, good writing

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you Lynn that was my goal. I'm glad that you took time to read this poem.

[uNmAsKeD-dEluSiOns]

There was a lot I loved about this one but to help describe it better I will just show you I loved this part: "A beautiful mind like a statue upon a cliff of nexus. Finally, a change of scenery; expanse with possibilities, I was now overlooking a man merely sure there was no more familiarity in who he is or this land" It was so creative and powerful and this one: "Given by some divine chance I knew I might put myself back Yet the years ahead require, parts of sanity The fog it still lives in their missing and in others…" very smart way to say it and really this whole poem was really clever and eye opening in a way. It painted a great little movie in my mind- such an amazing write!

[Michael G. Smith]

Why thank you. It always feels good when someone gets your work and appreciates it. I do also appreciate you taking time to share so much insight about your take upon this poem. I was half watching the movie as I wrote this. I think it may have had some influence.

[uNmAsKeD-dEluSiOns]

Your welcome :). oh neat, thats good

[Michael G. Smith]

I forgot to put which movie, lol. It was the movie A Beautiful Mind.

[uNmAsKeD-dEluSiOns]

haha that's what I thought but I thought maybe you wanted to just say "a movie" Anyways I looked that movie up because I have never seen it and now I really want to!

[Michael G. Smith]

It's one of my wife's favorites for many reasons, one her being a math teacher.

[Rita L. Sev]

What a scene you paint here, Mike. Amazing piece of thoughtful perspective.

[Matching Socks]

A fine write Michael. Every dog had it's day.

[Avinash]

Life is a war and we all have to be a brave soldier. Enjoyed reading your words my friends.

[just Penny]

This offers an insightful perspective into opposing forces. It's always interesting how we demonize our enemies, I guess it makes it easier to harm them once stripped of any redeeming qualities. The mind must believe what suits the agenda. You have used fine form and strong metaphor that leaves the reader needing to pause and reflect on deeds and words. Excellent poem. Penny